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Kingship

May 12, 2009
By horseluver14 BRONZE, Chilhowie, Virginia
horseluver14 BRONZE, Chilhowie, Virginia
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He stood as a marble statue,
His head held high.
His mane whipped behind him as a strong gust of wind hit him.
His eyes stared down into the valley,
Watching a horse herd.
He gave a half-rear as his challenge rang out,
Cutting through the thunder.
Lightnining flashed,
Illuminating the horse herd below.
The white stallion turned and ran down the hill,
Halting a few feet from the black King.
The black King gave his own challenge.
And they meet,
Their powerful bodies clashing together.
The mares stood off aways,
Watching to see who would be their King.


The author's comments:
I love horses and know almost everything about them. This poem describes how stallions in the wild fight for the mares.

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